05/08/2025
Towards the end of 2024, something in me snapped and I decided that it was time to reignite my love for fitness. Off I went, looking for a gym that would feel like home and for an online coach who I knew would be able to handle my shining beacon of weirdness while filtering through my shenanigans.
This comparison... This is months of blood, sweat and tears... Months of unravelling some deeply ingrained and unhealthy behaviours. Months of doing better. Of healing. Of having my mindset tested. Of seeing if I really want this.
I've had to navigate injuries. The winter lurgy and all the daycare germs. Illness. So many things have come up and I could have thrown my hands in the air and said "f**k it!".
I didn't.
My coach helped me keep my head straight. My gym is very active on social media - watching their reels gave me some shocking FOMO. My husband and children - who are my biggest supporters and cheer squad - reminded me every single day why I have set the my goals I have.
I'm a little over six months into a healthy, active lifestyle; of being the best version of me I can be for me and for my family.
This is a rest of my life commitment. While I can't see the physical changes in these comparisons, I see the determination. The dedication. The strength. The clarity. The promise of what's to come.
My goal was to lose 50kg.
Of that, I have lost 11kg.
This equates to 10% of my body fat.
This is about what I CAN do.
And I'm nowhere near done yet.
